I finally got up the nerve to make that phone call today…the one that would result in my first ever therapy appointment. I am surprised at how nervous I am. Am I nervous about finding the office, about getting lost on the way there, or not being able to find parking? Is it just the idea that I have to be somewhere at a certain time? Or am I nervous about baring my soul to a total stranger? I hope this helps, I really do. I’ve been through a lot and maybe this will help me put all the pieces of my past together. Maybe I can finally have a normal relationship with my mother, and learn how to sort out and communicate my feelings. It’s so easy to figure out everyone else, but I am my biggest mystery. sigh…here goes nothin’!